This choice: Ginny, now with a sack full of dirty socks • Go Back...Chapter #11Ginny, now with a sack full of dirty socks by: DysonD   The fiery-haired goddess stood triumphantly above him holding a sack over her shoulder. He didn't dare ask what was in it. She smirked a little and then dumped out a pile of socks.
"Took me about an hour to get all of these together. Hope you took that time to rest up real well, because I have work for you again."
Harry hoped he wouldn't have to wash all of these socks. He would soon wish that that was all he would have to do.
"I want you to ring the sweat out of them into this goblet!" she she laughed as she produced a brass goblet and placed it on the ground in front of him. "Also, on your knees and elbows. I'll be sitting on your back while you perform this task. So, it would be in both our best interests if you didn't take too long."
His limbs were a little more rested now, so Harry was able to get on his elbows and knees fairly easily. However, he nearly collapsed from Ginny's weight. He moved his hand using his elbow as a fulcrum and picked up a sock. It reeked of sweat and grim. Twisting it with all his strength, he managed to retrieve a single drop. He reached for the next, already dreading what would be done with the collected sock juice.
It seemed to take hours, but in the dungeons, there was no way to be sure. When he had finished, the goblet had a few inches worth of sweat, grime, gunk, and who knows what else in it. Sliding off the ragged boy's back, Ginny picked up the goblet and took a whiff. She feigned appreciation for it, "My my, what a delightful scent. I'm sure its just going to taste wonderful." She got down on her knees and tilted it towards Harry, "Wanna sip?"
He knew it wouldn't do any good, but Harry shook his head weekly."
Ginny whipped out her wand "Dehydrinase!"
Suddenly, Harry was overwhelmed with thirst. It felt as though his throat was cracking. He had to drink something. He lunged for the goblet but the shackles kept him back. "Please mistress, let me drink, I'm dying!"
Ginny cackled, "I think I could hear a little more begging!"
There were tears in his eyes at this point "Please mistress Ginny... I need to drink it!"
"My generosity is just too great." she smiled, handing over the goblet.
Harry gulped it down immediately and immediately he regretted it. His thirst vanished instantly and he was left with a vulgar taste in his mouth He began to wretch but he managed to keep from vomiting. He was sure vomiting would only make things worse for him. He began to cough violently.
Ginny watched these spasms with an amused look on her face. "Put the socks back in the sack. Its bed-time and we'll need to get back before curfew." With a wave of her wand, the shackles left Harry and he began to pick up the socks. He then carried Ginny on his back while holding the sack in his mouth. In this miserable condition he finally made it back to the Gryffindor common room.
Harry dropped Ginny off at the foot of the stairs leading to the girls' beds and began to turn towards his own when Ginny stopped him. "You'll be with me tonight."
"But, boys aren't even able to go up those steps."
"Only because they aren't trustworthy. If they can be made into less of a threat to our innocence, they can go up the stairs."
"How can I do that?" Harry asked with genuine curiosity.
"With one of these!" Ginny flourished a small, golden chastity device. "With this on, you couldn't deflower a girl no matter how much you might want to!"
Harry didn't even try to resist as Ginny bent down to lock the cage on his cock. Once it was closed, she began to walk up the stairs and Harry followed her. When they got to her bed, she put her arms out. "Disrobe me."
With trembling fingers, Harry began to remove one article of clothing at a time. As more and more of her lithe frame revealed itself, Harry's member strained against it's bonds. It caused him a lot of pain, but he gritted his teeth and kept on. Soon, the young Weasley girl was just down to her bra and panties. He didn't know if he should go any farther or not. Ginny sensed the pause and reached around to unstrap her own bra. She turned to face him. Harry winced in pain as his dick ached against the cage. Her breasts weren't the largest, but they were perky and round. In the low light, the shadows cast over them were intoxicating.
Ginny moved fluidly over to her bed and lay down. She looked up at Harry as she reclined on her side and gave her last order for the night.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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